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BOOK FIFTEEN: 1812 - 13,  Monsieur mon frere,!  She woke late. That sincerity which often comes with waking showed her clearly what chiefly concerned her about her father's illness. On waking she listened to what was going on behind the door and, hearing him groan, said to herself with a sigh that things were still the same.!  And without waiting for an answer from the sentinel, who had stepped aside, Dolokhov rode up the incline at a walk.;  At the basis of the works of all the modern historians from Gibbon to Buckle, despite their seeming disagreements and the apparent novelty of their outlooks, lie those two old, unavoidable assumptions.;... ,  Can destiny, then, be as malicious as an intelligent being, and become as monstrous as the human heart?,speaks. !
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,  "But what am I to do?,  "So what are your orders? Are you starting tomorrow?" asked Savelich.......  "For two reasons.",Over at the Slytherin table, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were laughing at him, tapping their heads with their fingers, pulling grotesquely mad faces, and waggling their tongues like snakes. ;  "Well, dear heart," said he, "I wanted to tell you about it yesterday and I have come to do so today. I never experienced anything like it before. I am in love, my friend!"....

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  "He is busy.",  By dint of going outdoors to think, the day comes when one goes out to throw one's self in the water.,  "Go and fetch Cosette.";,  "My dearest darling... Mummy, my precious!..." she whispered incessantly, kissing her head, her hands, her face, and feeling her own irrepressible and streaming tears tickling her nose and cheeks.,,  Next day when Denisov had left Pokrovsk, having quite forgotten about this peasant, it was reported to him that Tikhon had attached himself to their party and asked to be allowed to remain with it. Denisov gave orders to let him do so..  The children and their governesses were glad of Pierre's return because no one else drew them into the social life of the household as he did. He alone could play on the clavichord that ecossaise (his only piece) to which, as he said, all possible dances could be danced, and they felt sure he had brought presents for them all.,  The most terrible of motives, the most unanswerable of retorts--Because. "I have no need of a litter of squalling brats," said this mother.,  He had to touch the stones to convince himself that such was the fact..

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  "But, just what did the genewal tell you? To weturn at once?" asked Denisov.!LastIndexNext,  Hence his researches. Boulatruelle had explored, sounded, searched the entire forest and the thicket, and had dug wherever the earth appeared to him to have been recently turned up..  The partisan warfare flamed up most fiercely in the latter days of October. Its first period had passed: when the partisans themselves, amazed at their own boldness, feared every minute to be surrounded and captured by the French, and hid in the forests without unsaddling, hardly daring to dismount and always expecting to be pursued. By the end of October this kind of warfare had taken definite shape: it had become clear to all what could be ventured against the French and what could not. Now only the commanders of detachments with staffs, and moving according to rules at a distance from the French, still regarded many things as impossible. The small bands that had started their activities long before and had already observed the French closely considered things possible which the commanders of the big detachments did not dare to contemplate. The Cossacks and peasants who crept in among the French now considered everything possible..  Wellington had drawn back.!  "To-morrow you shall have some dainty little green silk boots!" said the father.;

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  "This is my cup," said he. "Only dip your finger in it and I'll drink it all up.";  "Ah! don't mention it, the butcher's shop is a horror. A horrible horror--one can't afford anything but the poor cuts nowadays.",Mon nez est en larmes,,  On the previous evening, Marius, in a transport, had pushed Cosette against the wall...  "I am an agent of the authorities.",  As in the question of astronomy then, so in the question of history now, the whole difference of opinion is based on the recognition or nonrecognition of something absolute, serving as the measure of visible phenomena. In astronomy it was the immovability of the earth, in history it is the independence of personality- free will....

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  "My little Montparnasse," responded Eponine very gently, "you must have confidence in people.,Police cruisers everywhere. A media circus. REPORTERS jostle,RED (V.O.),Use also such persons as affect the business, wherein they are employed; for that quickeneth much; and such as are fit for the matter, as bold men for expostulation, fair spoken men for persuasion, crafty men for enquiry and observation, froward and absurd men for business that doth not well bear out itself. Use also such as have been lucky, and prevailed before in things wherein you have employed them; for that breeds confidence, and they will strive to maintain their prescription. ,  "Really!" he cried, "you are such a hero! Oh, how fine, how splendid! How I love you!",  "That's right, old street," ejaculated Gavroche, "put on your night-cap.".He could hear noises at his feet. He looked down and saw a gigantic snake slithering through the grass, circling the headstone where he was tied. Wormtail's fast, wheezy breathing was growing louder again. It sounded as though he was forcing something heavy across the ground. Then he came back within Harry's range of vision, and Harry saw him pushing a stone cauldron to the foot of the grave. It was full of what seemed to be water - Harry could hear it slopping around - and it was larger than any cauldron Harry had ever used; a great stone belly large enough for a full-grown man to sit in. ,!;

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